I don't know if this is finished, but this is what I've been doing for the past several weeks, trying to get over the fact that my oldest and dearest friend around here has done this:

Counting the Flowers


Been watching the grass grow
Counting the flowers
Listening to birds sing
For hours and hours
Trying to forget
How we were such good friends
Remembering beginings
Feeling how this ends

Been making me wonder
What life's all about
When a friend who's so close
Is suddenly out
Joined the devil's army
A slave to crack cocaine
Really makes me wonder
If I dare to love again

Love can be so painful
When you get stabbed from behind
Love can make you wonder
If we're all really blind
Don't see a loved one's problems
'Til they slap you in the face
Makes me really wonder
Where we've failed the human race

Been watching the grass grow
Counting the flowers
Listening to birds sing
For hours and hours
Trying to forget
How we were such good friends
Remembering beginings
Hurting as this ends

Now I've really lost you
You might as well have died
While that demon's your best friend
I can't be at your side
Some day soon the dreams will stop
My thoughts will turn away
I can't believe we've come to this
And now I have to say

What happened to love always
Are you finding what you want
In the devil's tortured hallways
Of the house of hell you haunt
You should have been a lifelong friend
But you chose to give your soul
Up to the demon crack cocaine
You play a deadly role

Been watching the grass grow
Counting the flowers
Listening to birds sing
For hours and hours
Trying to forget
How we were such good friends
Remembering beginings
Hurting as this ends


© July 30 2006 Alice C. Bateman


I just realized this morning that this has been as painful, almost more painful for me than my Dad dying. We expect people to leave our lives as they become elderly, but not like this.

Hope all is well in your worlds.

Love and Blessings to All,

Alice

Your friend is in hell right now on earth.


What happened to love always
Are you finding what you want
In the devil's tortured hallways
Of the house of hell you haunt
You should have been a lifelong friend
But you chose to give your soul
Up to the demon crack cocaine
You play a deadly role


Sums it up ...





A poem well written describing the pains of drug addiction which destroy so much ...more than the life of the one involved - family and friends are in just as much pain if not more , because they can see the whole picture clearly while the addict can only feed the addiction.


Sorry to hear about this happening so close to you .


Love and hugs,


Julie

Glad to see you back here, my friend. Hope you had a great time away!

You're so right, it's probably been much more painful for me - he's anesthetized by the drugs, and probably doesn't even care that his one true friend is missing. Maybe in occasional lucid moments, whereas I feel it 24/7.

I'm getting a little better, have almost felt like myself again for a day or so, thank God! I've barely been talking to anyone, hardly answering any emails for weeks, but I'm thawing out again. I'd never have imagined that this particular friend would have gone down this oh so stupid road! He's so talented in different ways, and now he's just cut himself off from everything good and right in this world - very very sad.

Whatever doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right?

Love and Big Hugs,

Alice

I thank God - I know nothing about the drug world. I DO UNDERSTAND addiction.

An illness - anyone who suffers or dies from this - deserves the same respect. To be caught in this Human Trap is no different to a deer being caught in a leg trap.

DO NOT deride a human following his/hers instincts.

RUSTY

What 'instinct' could possibly make a talented human being flush themselves down the toilet with stupid drugs? I really don't think God built any instincts like that into us, do you? Am I just misinterpreting what you said?

Alice

All down to me Alicium

I tend to be forthright. A real mixed bag of folk out there, all of the/us visit many crossroads. Some of us are bound to take the wrong turning, (law of averages), doesn't make us any less human.

With regard to drugs - I consider myself lucky. I have over indulged in legal drugs but never experimented with illegal drugs. Been tempted many times but always declined. Why? I don't know ........... maybe I was guided ....... because I had a whole lot of important stuff to attend to .......... and I was the only survivor.

But we all have multiple choices throughout life, some of us are bound to make the wrong ones, we're only human. So I suppose MY WRONG WORDING was instinct !!!!!

Yours Rustilium